Under the Milky Way tonight.

Once again the Inbetween welcomed her, like she had never been gone. She sat beneath their tree. Though he had never been there, she felt him when she was in contact with the oak, she felt the warmth, the bark of the tree was well worn in her favourite spot, just waiting. She closed her eyes, only for a second, but a second is all it took.  
Open your eyes. When she let her eyelids flutter, he was standing serenely like there was nowhere else he ought to be. Come with me, I've missed you. His hand was outstretched, open, just begging for her to accompany him, for she would never have the chance again. She left the comfort of their tree for another kind of comfort, it was like her limbs moved on another's will, under his command, as if she was never really their true master. 
I still love you, but I'm hers now. Her muscles continued to obey him, to walk when he instructed, to be his play thing. She was beginning to see the dusk lose colour, the calm reddish fade, turn to a whiter shade of pale. The air within her lungs tensed, turned to ice and expanded far beyond the space available. Actually, I don't love you anymore. Everything within her shattered like someone dropped a lamp, the light ceased to exist. But I will still get what I want. He willed her to stop and lifted her head, there was no colour now, nothing had any shade, he let go of her hand and looked over her shoulder and smiled. My time to leave, but not for long. Can I have another first from you? Please know that it will never mean anything though.
There would never be a safe haven again.